Nathrangking

*Wins.*

Wins out of boredom.

Another win for me.

She speaks wisdom, but life rarely allows intent to be followed. Let her prove her strength. I feel someone who was once in close proximity watching from above. I don't stop walking, but I start whistling the X files theme song and subtly nod my head toward a building on the right. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "For starters we need our safe houses fortified." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The cool air of the Baltic surrounds me. I vaguely hear the echo of Caeli's voice upon the air which brings my focus to the finely wrought door of glass before me. Pounding footsteps hundreds of yards away enter my ears. I slowly shake my head in disappointment and raise my armored fist to knock on the door. I turn. "Stop! Who are you?" A 6 foot tall, lithe, sawed off shotgun carrying bodyguard gasps as he attempts to level the gun on me. "Get me Gregor." I keep my voice steady though there is the slightest hint of warning. Anger crosses the guard's face. Without thinking he pulls the trigger. The double blast hits me at the same time that dozens of other weapons open up on me. Hundreds of rounds, gun powder, and waves of sound surround me. All of this lasts only a moment. I unfurl my wings and rapidly take flight. I rise over the smoke as my ears clear from the sounds of shots. In an instant I drop down in front of the trigger happy shotgun wielding bodyguard. My hand flies out and grabs the hot double barrels. With little more than a flick I rip the weapon from his hands and toss it so far into the distance that it is lost from sight. "Do you know who I am?" I step back and call forth my sword. It glows a dull sapphire. The bodyguards stay as they are mesmerized until a booming laugh breaks the quiet. I mentally sigh and turn. A squat, hawk eyed man in his 40's wearing a lot of gold and a fashionable Armani coat. "Baalhan my friend, what brings you to my doorstep?" He frowns at his security and motions for them to follow at a distance. We start walking and I dismiss my blade. I reduce my height so that we are standing shoulder to shoulder. I blink and a moving impregnable dome of power surrounds us. None can hear us, see us, or get to us. "Tell me Gregor what do you know of a group which calls itself the God Complex?" @Dr. Dapper @Sorana @ZincAboutIt @bees?

Wills the win.

I shake my head slightly only now remembering the jarring nature of the spell that I just cast. I really need to take it easy on the spells. They can be quote draining. There is a dull ache in my bones and a rapid increase in my heartbeat which would be far worse if not for my heritage. I steel myself and take in a few calming breaths practicing one of several techniques that instantly slow my heart rate back to normal. I envision the whole of my being floating across a vast calming sea which absorbs into my every pore. It saps the pain and strain upon my body and mind leaving me calm and focused. All of this takes place in the blink of an eye and when I return to reality I feel the overpowering might of the gladius wash over me. A lust for violence worms its way down into my soul struggling to finds purchase. It is so foolish a thing to to believe that the power of Mars can forever be ignored. However, it can be harnessed and made to serve instead of being given reign. I did it once before and I can do it again. I pull in this power and it settles within me. Its pushing lessons and then stops as I take a fragment of its demanding aura. I nod slightly in respect. "You would keep this weapon to deprive others of its power?" Bold indeed. I put down my duffel for a moment dust myself off. I then pick it up and begin to walk toward the call. It sounds in my a song so pure and powerful that it rings the whole of my being. "I find it most interesting that you would hide such power. Most are tempted even if not immediately, but overtime. We shall see if you feel the same when you hold the weapon in your hand. Its call will grow ever greater. There are few things which worry me in this world the carnage that the sisters can produce are high up on that list." I keep my head on a swivel and my hand near my bowie knife. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I don't show any reaction as Caebdar appears in the place of Tut’Kor’Anuumo. These two will be trouble. They are likely spies and we will have to keep an eye on them. " Tut’Kor’Anuumo tells us that you may be able to aid us in our fight." I whisper a prayer to Leila "We must watch those two they may yet be trouble." -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I focus on a distant point even before I arrive back in my throne room. In mid- travel I change course in this endless realm. Moments later I appear in front of a Dacha and heavy oak door overlooking the Baltic Sea. @Sorana @Dr. Dapper @bees?

And yet...

A momentary lapse only I assure you.

Your eyes deceive you

*Wins.*

Well dessert is an option!

Shape.

*Is meh.*

*Never hurts anyone.*

*Never gives up.*

You are not minded at all.

*Detonation is contained by an adamantium dome which drops over it."

I take the arrow and feel the thrumming power course through me. The might of War's arrow is a familiar friend whose strength reminds me well of things that I have seen. This immortal almost certainly cannot begin to imagine what I have known. She may have dropped her irreverent attitude just a little, but she will have much to learn. "Whether they are fools remains to be seen. The ego's of those involved will play a role as to whether they are willing to risk self destruction. Tell me is you had such a weapon what would you do." I wait don't wait for her to respond. I toss the arrow into the air and immediately begin to chant in the language of my ancestors. "Might of war hear my voice. I Alexander of Uruk, ward of Baalhan, apprentice of Anubis, and heir of Gilgamesh call upon the nexus of the mortal realm. Let this power guide us through this conduit to the place where vengeance is held. I invoke you this day answer me!" My voice reaches a crescendo as I complete the spell. The winds begin to blow and the sands explode with light. The arrow tumbles and spins through the air. A vortex of sand surrounds us and blocks out the world. It collapses inward over us and before the sand clears the we are gone as though we had never existed. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I close my eyes and hold up an armored hand to silence Abruzzo before he can answer. I mutter a spell and suddenly I can see through my Avatar's eyes. I split off a small portion and create a second avatar. I whisper a prayer to Leila "Another avatar of mine will arrive in moments I have a few ideas how we can move forward." My avatar walks into the room. I notice that Sangus and his daughter are absent. I keep my avatar's face expressionless though I store that information away. "I'd like to apologize for our temporary absence. I have several steps that we can take." I turn to Aiwass. "You mentioned having an agent embedded with the God Complex. Reach out to them and see if they are willing to help and if not see what you can do to blunt their efforts." I turn to Ku "Ku, can you prepare your troops to move on command?" I turn to Tut'Kor'Anuumo "If I direct you to certain safe houses would you be able to bolster their protections?" I open my eyes and lower my hand. Abruzzo gulped and began to speak. "I have heard rumors my lord. They are a chaotic group whose goals are unknown to me. However, some have said that they seek to start an unprecedented war. I believe that some of my holdings may have done business with them." Anger entered my soul, but I did not let it show. "I will need two things of you Don. First, no one is to do business with them. From this day on they are off limits anyone who works with them is to be executed. You are to see to this personally. Do you understand" He nods a serious look enveloping him. "Second' I will need as many soldiers as you can spare to aid me in my war against the God Complex. Gather them at your compound in Santorini as quickly and quietly as possible. Use only the old ways. Modern methods are unreliable you know. I will head there soon enough. Now Don Abruzzo earn that which I have given you." I close my eyes and again mutter "Realm of Baalhan take in thy sovereign's form. Open I say. Open." In an instant I'm gone. @Dr. Dapper @bees? @EXPERIENCE @Sorana @kenod

*Disco ball descends.*

*Strobes lights start up.*

"Cues the fog machine."

Strategic

And wins I do.

I know what the prospect of our separation will drive fear into Leila's heart. Were I to have any other choice I would not go. Stay safe Leila. I waited for her to leave and I lift my hand wishing her a farewell for now. Once she is gone from sight I mutter a spell in the language of the most ancient deities while my arms are spread. "Realm of Baalhan take in thy sovereign's form. Open I say. Open." A pulse of sapphire magic makes the room vanishes the instant that I complete the spell. Suddenly, I stand in the vast throne room of alabaster and marble where I had met Alexander. Braziers line the walls sending out bright light and clouds of incense. Prayers drift through the hall. Myriad voices echo requesting my aid. I clap my hands and the voices are judged upon a mystical metal scale. Those whom are worthy receive my blessing those who are not are punished in their time. This is the epicenter of my realm. This is the place from where my kingdom extends.It is a construct of my will in the midst of the divine realms between dimensions. From this place I can travel anywhere. I close my eyes and extend my essence outward searching for a point in infinity. When I find it I reach for it and vanish back into the material realm. I see the tears in the divine realm and the awful things that struggle to break through. Before my eyes kingdoms grow and burn. Prosperity and chaos spreads out as I race across the vast pathways of divine realms. I come to a stop after what seems to me like a moment, but that which for a mortal would seem to last a lifetime. I appear at the front door of a massive villa. All around me the smell of olive groves and Mediteranean air suffuse the air. I close my eyes for an instant and allow the history of this land to flow through me. All of the memories of this land spanning millennia fill me with the kind of nostalgia that can only be known by a divine being. I am pulled my nostalgia by screams and the release of a dozen gun safety's. I open my eyes and see a dozen serious looking men and women carrying HK MP5's set up in a ring all around me. Before they can say a word I turn to the sharpest dressed and most professional looking member of the group and give a slight nod. "Tell the Don that Baalhan wishes to speak with him." When they shift uncomfortably, but do not move other than that I rear back my head and let out a roar that rattles these hardened body guards and forces them to drop their weapons. "Don Abruzzo is this how you treat allies?" Immediately a sudden burst of sound erupts over their ear pieces and causes all of the color to drain from their faces. They pick up their weapons and then scatter like mice before a cat. I am left alone with the heir to the global operations of the Italian Mafia. "Take me to your father Julia." A look of shock crosses her face as she stands still unsure of what to do. Internally I sigh and walk past her and pound on the front door with enough strength to rattle the door on its hinges. A moment later a slick looking silver haired man in a custom tailored suit opens the door. I don't react to the serpent's smile. I do unpleasant things at times that are needed. Though I temper such actions, because chaos is not my way. He bows deeply and then straightens up spryly. "My friend what brings you here?" His voice is undiminished by age and the violence of his youth remains in his eyes. I take a step forward into the villa and he takes a step back. I reach behind me and push the door shut. I don't even bother to look around at the art bought by his dishonorable and chaotic enterprises. "Can we speak in private Abruzzo?" My voice is emotionless as I reduce my height so that I stand eye to eye with him. I stare straight into his eyes. He flinches and looks away. "As you say my lord." He leads me up a central staircase in the main foyer. Together we ascend in silence to the second floor of the villa. Everyone stares at us as we walk toward his study, but they keep their mouths shut. When we reach a rich walnut paneled door halfway down the right side of the hallway we stop. He touches a space on the wall next to the door. The panel opens and reveals a palm print scanner and password pad. He pulls out his phone and presses in a code and quickly types in a code into the keypad. The door opens and slides inward. The panel closes and we step through. The door seals behind us and the incandescent lights turn on. Abruzzo trembles a bit as he moves across the room to his massive mahogany desk. Book laden shelves that look more impressive than they aught to be, The heavy cherry wood french doors block access to the balcony. Once he settles nervously into his chair I will myself back to my previous height. "Tell me Abruzzo, what do you know about an organization that calls itself The God Complex?"